A Wilting Rose
by doctorwhoviansunite
Summary: Im sick so heres a random sickfic :3 When Rose gets radiation poisoning, the Doctor panics. He takes care of her and barely leaves her side, but will it be enough? FLUFFYYY
1. Chapter 1: Exposed

**Chapter 1: Exposed**

Rose struggled to keep up as she and the Doctor ran through the halls of security building on the planet Magellen. Security guards-I suppose you could call them that- chased after them at unthinkable speed. After the TARDIS had landed on this planet, Rose was taken aback by its beauty. But before they could spend 5 minutes outside, these alien guard things arrested them and locked them up in a holding cell.

The Doctor and Rose had escaped, but didn't know how much longer they could outrun the angry guards. "In here! Quick!" The Doctor called her into a large room filled with computers and gadgets. Once she was safely inside he whipped out his sonic screwdriver and locked the sliding metal door before the guards reached them. "Fantastic." the Doctor murmured. After his most recent incarnation, Rose had missed hearing the word he seemed to enjoy so much. She broke away from her thoughts when she saw the Doctor fiddling around with a computer. "Now what?" she asked. On the computer The Doctor pulled up a chart of graphs and readings from outside.

"Damnit.."

"What's wrong?"

"We've been here too long. Oxygen levels have drops and there are some massive radiation spikes. If we want to make it to the TARDIS alive, we're going to have to be quick.."

"Well then what are we waiting for?"

"Well, these spikes usually get worse at night on this planet. If we wait til morning, we can safely travel.. Only issue is that I don't know how much longer until the Judoon get that door down."

Rose tilted her head. "That's what those things are?"

"Yeah. Well trained alien police pretty much. And after all this chasing, if they catch us there will be no second chances."

Rose knew all to well what that meant. She just nodded and knew that the Doctor would decide what's best.

Suddenly, there was a pounding on the door. "HO. JO. KO. YO. LO. TO. SHO. PO."

"They found us. We have to go. Now." They stood by the exit door. "I know exactly where the TARDIS is, and if we move fast enough we should be alright."

"Should?" Rose asked worriedly. The Doctor grabbed her hand. "Being a Timelord I am more immune to Radiation, which is the real threat. But humans don't have that same privilege.

"When we get out there, try not to breath heavily. The lack of Oxygen will make you pass out if you do. And whatever you do, don't stop for anything." he squeezed her hand tight. "Are you ready?"

She nodded. "I'm ready."

"Allons-y!" he pushed a button and a door opened, exposing the poisonous air outside. "Run!" Not letting go of her hand, the Doctor led them as quick as he could to the TARDIS. To his dismay, when he rounded the corner that he thought would be holding his ship, there was nothing there.

Rose was beginning to cough and she wondered why the Doctor was stopping, but she didn't dare speak. His eyes went wide and he changed direction, leading them somewhere else. Rose could feel herself growing very tired and weak. The Doctor noticed this and urged her on as the TARDIS came into viewing range. "Almost there! Come on!" He half led, half pulled her up the steep hill that the TARDIS rested on. When they arrived, he reached his shaking hand into his bigger-on-the-inside pockets and pulled out the key. Rose was coughing and struggling to breath so he grabbed her and pulled her inside, slamming the TARDIS door behind him.

"Rose, you alright?" she was still coughing but seemed so relieved.

"I am.. that took way longer than I thought it would!" she punched his arm playfully.

"I know, I'm so sorry." He looked Rose up and down from her beautiful blonde hair to her red converse shoes. "You sure your alright?"

"I am now. Thanks." she headed to the bathroom to shower. The Doctor heard the water running and made them something to eat in the TARDIS kitchen while he waited. When Rose came out, she looked pale and she was still coughing. But as soon as she noticed the Doctor eyeing her suspiciously, she immediately stopped. "So, what's for supper then?" she joked, knowing the Doctor never cooked. She sat down as he handed her some heated soup, then sat down next to her.

"Be sure to tell me if your felling off. Radiation poisoning can be a scary and dangerous experience."

She put a warm hand on his. "I'm fine, I swear."

He still wasn't convinced.

_I'll keep an eye on her. Don't worry. _The TARDIS told him with their telepathic link.

He murmured his thanks silently and went on eating, not taking his eyes off his companion. They ate in silence for a few moments.

"So, where we off to tomorrow?" she asked. The Doctor could see she was trying to show him the light in her eyes, to keep him from thinking there was something wrong with her. He saw right through it, but said nothing about it. "Not sure, but I'll tell you one thing. For a change, I need some rest.. and so do you."

She rolled her eyes. "I _told _you I'm fine. I am a little sleepy though." She let out a huge yawn that then broke into a coughing fit. "Tickle in my throat is all." she reached for a glass of water but the Doctor pulled it away. He reached out a hand to feel her forehead but she shied away, then began coughing again. "I'm thirsty is all." she took a huge gulp of water then set the cup down, looking a bit dazed. The Doctor pressed the back of his hand to her forehead not letting her pull away this time.

"Rose..."

"I'm fine."

"Your burning up.."

Rose opened her mouth to reply but just broke into another coughing fit.

"Oh Rose.. I'm so sorry. I had you out there much too long... the radiation.."

"Doctor, listen to me. So I've got a little chill, so what? I'll be fine in the morning."

The Doctor shook his head. "Rose, you have radiation poisoning. This isn't only unpleasant but also extremely dangerous. Let's get you to bed."

For once, she didn't protest, just gladly accepted the Doctor's hands on her shoulders as he guided her to her bedroom down the hall of the TARDIS. Once she was safe in bed, he felt her forehead again.

"TARDIS, temperature?"

_102 and rising. _

"Gonna be a rough few days, Rose, but I'll be here. Don't worry."

She smiled before drifting into sleep. The Doctor sat with her for a while, stroking her hair in comfort. "TARDIS, keep an eye on her for me while I'm gone. Let me know if she needs me."

_I'll make sure she's comfortable and let you know if there's any change. Go get some rest. _

He looked down at Rose, not wanting to leave her alone.

_You won't be any used to her if you get sick from damn sleep deficiency. Now go to bed!_

The Doctor rolled his eyes at his sassy TARDIS. He kissed Rose's forehead then left the room with one final glance over his shoulder. "Take care, Rose. I'll be here. Don't you worry."

* * *

_Doctor, _A voice rang in his head. _Get up. _He ignored his TARDIS, willing himself to fall back asleep.

_Doctor Rose needs you! Get up!_

He suddenly bolted upright, remembering about his sick companion. "How long was I out?"

_Most of the night. It's 3am._

He quickly got out of his bed and rushed down the hall. As he got closer to Rose's room he could hear her crying. "Rose?" he poked his head in to see her tossing and turning in bed, crying and muttering inaudible words. "Rose!"

He rushed to her side and grabbed her hand, and gasped at how hot it was. "Rose, you need to wake up."

"Doctor..." she muttered, still sleeping. "No... no! Leave him alone!"

She's dreaming of me... The Doctor thought to himself.

"Let him go! Take me instead. Please...no.. don't hurt him!"

The Doctor started shaking her gently trying to wake her. "Rose, please wake up. I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere?" Her eyes suddenly bolted open and searched the room anxiously as if she expected something to jump out and attack her.

"Rose, look. It's me, see?" He tilted her head towards him and smiled. She wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I thought I'd lost you... there were these things and they took you, and then one of them pulled out a gun and-"

"Shh," he stroked her forehead. "I'm here now. You scared me there." she smiled, then it faded and she looked she was about to be sick. The Doctor guided her to the bathroom and respected her space as she began to throw up. He winced as he heard her crying and imagined how uncomfortable she must be. He cleaned her up and took her back to bed.

"Will you stay with me awhile?" she asked. He couldn't resist a bright grin as he curled up next to her. She still felt extremely warm. "TARDIS, whats her temperature now?"

_A steady 103._

He sighed and kissed the top of her head. "Sweet dreams, Rose."


	2. Chapter 2: Critical

Rose blinked her heavy eyelids open to see the Doctor still with her. He was fast asleep, and she smiled at how cute he looked. She rested her head on his chest, comforted by the beating of his two Timelord hearts. She closed her eyes and fell back asleep.

The Doctor woke up and looked around, for a moment not remembering where he was. He relaxed as he saw Rose asleep on his chest, looking beautiful. He felt her forehead and to his dismay, it was still burning hot. "TARDIS?" he whispered.

_Rose's fever has raised to 104. She needs more than rest, Doctor. You need to do something._

He sighed and ran his hands through her thick, beautiful hair. "What am I going to do." Despite his name, the Doctor had never had any true medical training. He would be able to help her to an extent, but he worried about needing professional help, and knew she wouldn't be very keen on finding that out.

"We'll figure out something, love. I promise you that." he just worried about her suffering. He didn't want her to be in any sort of pain, and there was no telling how long this would last.

The Doctor squirmed out from under her, trying his best not to disturb her. When she opened her eyes he sat back down on the bed. "I'll be right back, love. Stay here and rest." she didn't reply, just laid her head back down on her pillow and went to sleep.

The Doctor came back moments later with a cool rag and ran it over her forehead. She stirred, but he whispered, "Rose your burning up. Just stay still and let me take care of you, yeah?" She seemed soothed at his touch, and easily relaxed. "You thirsty?" he asked her. She shook her head just before breaking into a coughing fit. "Well, I need to get some fluids down you anyway. Can you sit up for a mo?" She groaned and sat up in bed. The Doctor grabbed a glass of ice water and put it up to her lips for her to drink. She swallowed, but immediately choked it back up. "It hurts" she cried.

He winced in sympathy. "I know, Rose. But your just going to get worse if your dehydrated. Please just try to get a little down."

She took a sip again, this time getting it down but cringing at the pain in her throat.

"If you get worse I'm going to need to move you to the sickbay where I can look after you properly. Your fever's going up."

Rose sighed and rubbed her eyes. "I'll be fine. I just need to rest." she rested her head back down on her pillow and closed her eyes. Moments later her breathing grew steady and the Doctor knew she was asleep again.

* * *

The Doctor quickly opened his eyes and realized he had fallen asleep. He looked at Rose, who was sweating and groaning in her sleep.

"That's it. I've got to give you some proper help. C'mon Rose, get up. I need to move you to the sickbay."

She didn't budge.

"Rose?" he croaked. Still no reply except for the consistent groan.

"Rose!" he sat down on the bed and put his arm under her burning head. He gently patted her face trying to wake her up. "C'mon Rose, don't give up on me now. Wake up!" He felt her pulse. It was there, but weak. He threw the covers off of her and picked her up, moving quickly but swiftly towards the sickbay. The TARDIS had made it convenient by moving the room close. The Doctor laid her on the white bed where he could look over her properly.

Her white tank top and gray sweatpants were drenched in sweat, and she was hyperventilating. "Come on Rose, stay with me." he wiped a tear from his eye at the thought of losing her. He quickly made her comfortable then pulled out his stethoscope, listening to her heartbeat which was much to fast. She was still gasping and for a moment, the Doctor was frozen.

_Temperature's up to 106, Doctor. She's dehydrated and her fever is now at a danger zone. _

He quickly hooked an IV to her arm, seeing her wince at the pain despite what she was already going through. He began pumping fluids into her system which seemed to help to an extent. He grabbed a cold, wet rag and wiped her face and body. After a moment she stopped hyperventilating and laid still. The Doctor's heart skipped a beat for a moment, his mind spinning with the most horrible thoughts. He let out a breath of relief as he noticed the faint rise and fall of her chest.

_You just need to wait now. She needs rest, and those fluids will help. Her temperature has gone down a bit too. She's ok._

"There has to be something I can do."

_If she gets worse, then I think your right. She will need professional help if she's going to live. _

The Doctor then considered calling her mother. Rose was very sick, and Jackie had a right to know. She would want to be there for her, and would never forgive the Doctor if he waiting much longer to tell her.

His mind was made up. With a quick glance over his shoulder at Rose before leaving, he made his way to the console room, where he flew the TARDIS into Cardiff. Once they landed, he quickly checked on his companion to make sure she hand't been jostled by the flight, then picked up the phone and dialed her mother's number.

"Hello?"

"Jackie, it's me."

"..."

"Jackie.."

"Where's Rose?"

"She's here."

"Let me talk to her,"

"You can't Jackie, she's very ill."

"What do you mean?"

The Doctor explained the Judoon chase, and Rose's exposition to the radiation.

"Jackie, she's very sick. I have her stable for now, but if she gets much worse, we need to take her to a hospital."

The other line was silent.

"Jackie?"

No reply.

"Listen Jackie, I'm-"

He broke off as he heard knocking on the door. He opened it and Jackie stormed inside.

"How did you-"

"Where's my daughter?!"

He hung his head low. "In here, but be quiet. She's asleep." He lead Jackie into the sickbay where Rose lay still asleep, and drenched in sweat on the medical bed. Her mother gasped and rushed to her side.

"Sweetheart? Rose can you hear me? Oh my god she's a bloody sauna!" Her frantic voice ripped through the air and the Doctor saw her wiping tears from her face.

"Don't wake her. She needs sleep." He told her, but Jackie turned on him, fury in her eyes.

"Why the hell didn't you call me as soon as she got sick!? I could have helped her! I could have gotten her to a doctor-a proper doctor I might add- and prevented all of this!"

"Jackie, it's radiation poisoning, and I'm equipped with special medicine and supplies to help her. If she were in a hospital, she'd be in the exact same condition she is now."

She looked away.

"Jackie look at me. There is nothing in this universe that will allow anything to happen to Rose! I love her more than anything, and you know that." she still didn't look convinced. "Nothing will stop me from protecting her. Nothing."

She let out a small smile and hugged the Doctor as tears began streaming down her face.

* * *

Rose opened her eyes to find herself in an all white room, with medical supplies scattered everywhere. At first she thought she was in a hospital until she saw the Doctor asleep next to her, and she recognized the TARDIS sick bay. She sat up to find that she was wired to all sorts of things.

As soon as he felt her moving, the Doctor bolted his eyes open and smiled to see she was awake. "Rose!"

"W-what happened?"

"Don't try and sit up. You got worse and I moved you in here." he laid her back down.

"But-" she broke off as she heard a distinct voice coming closer.

"Doctor, do you want any- Rose! Your awake!" she rushed to her daughter's side.

"Mum? What are you doing here?"

"The Doctor phoned me. Oh my god your ok!" She wrapped her daughter in a big hug, and Rose winced at a pain in her head.

"Careful, Jackie. She's awake but still sick."

Jackie stepped back. "Sorry."

"So what happened?" Rose asked again.

"I woke up and you were much worse. Your fever was at a critical stage and I had to move you in here. For a moment there... I thought I'd lost you..." Rose smiled and wiped the tears from his face.

"I'll never leave you, and that's a promise." he smiled back and ran his hands through her hair.

"Ehem," Jackie interrupted. Well I suppose the Doctor can help you best at this point, and I know you won't want me fretting over you 24/7.. So I'll be off."

"Come here, mum." Rose wrapped her mother in a tight hug. "Thank you for coming."

Jackie turned and slapped the Doctor. "What was that for?!" he demanded.

"That's for getting my daughter poisoned, and-" she slapped him again on the other side, harder, "And THATS for not telling me the moment she got sick!" She gave a sly grin. "You better let me know if she get's worse or you'll wake up minus your head!"

Rose couldn't suppress a laugh, and said goodbye to her mum as she walked out the door.

"How d'ya feel?" the Doctor asked, still concerned.

"Much better, but still like crap." she laughed. "Can I move back to my room now?"

The Doctor shook his head regrettably. "Your still dehydrated, and you still aren't out of the woods just yet. I want to keep you in here at least one more night to make sure your out of the critical stage."

She sighed. "Alright." then looked up at him. "Thank you for taking care of me." she blinked away the tears starting to fill her eyes as the Doctor wrapped her in a hug, considerate of the pain she was still in.

"I couldn't bare to lose you, and I never will be able to. I'm never going to let anything bad happen to you, ya hear?"

She chuckled "Alright."

"You thirsty yet?" She shook her head, and for some reason that made the Doctor's stomach clench with worry once again.


	3. Chapter 3: Comfort

**A/N: Please give me feedback! One of you said it was very dark, and I'm not exactly sure what you mean by that. But this is my first fanfic on this site and I want to know what you guys think of it.**

**Even if the reviews are critical, please still tell me! I want to know what I can do to improve my stories in the future :)**

**Chapter 3: Comfort**

Rose was still gravely ill, but out of the critical zone. At this point, she just needed time and someone to look after her. Lucky for her, the Doctor would stop at nothing to ensure her comfort, and barely left her side.

"Your sure you don't need anything?" Rose had been feeling pretty crappy that day, but insisted that the Doctor got rest.

"Doctor, I'll be fine one night. You get some sleep, yeah?" Her voice was hoarse but determined. Even when she was so sick she couldn't move, and had been on the brink of death just the day before, she was still looking after her Doctor.

"If your sure your alright... just let the TARDIS know if you need me. She'll send me the telepathic message and I'll be back in here before you can even blink." He smiled and winked at her, then shut the door."

"Sleep well, my fantastic Rose." he sulked down the hall to his bedroom, still not loving the idea of her being alone.

_She's not alone you idiot. She has me._

"Yeah yeah, I know."

_And she's right about you needing rest. You've not slept at all for two days straight, and I can tell your tired. I'll wake you up if she needs you, but get the hell to bed._

Not in the mood to even argue with his spaceship, the Doctor put on some shorts and a T-shirt and curled up into his nice warm bed, falling asleep instantly.

* * *

Rose gasped awake from her dream. Her fever had been making her nightmares worse, and she was barely had slept at all, despite how much she was in bed. She sighed, unable to fall back asleep.

_Want me to wake the Doctor?" _The TARDIS asked her telepathically.

Rose was about to say yes, but remembered how tired the Doctor had looked last time she saw him. He was worn down with dark circles under his eyes, and almost seemed to have a hard time staying on his feet. Only a couple hours had passed since then, and there was no way she was going to wake him.

_Yoo hoo, I'm still here you know. And I can read your thoughts._

"Shut up. No I'm fine. Let him sleep." she closed her eyes again and huddled into the warm covers, feeling chilled to the bone. She wiped sweat from her face and drifted into a short sleep.

When Rose woke, the TARDIS light filled her room, signaling that it was morning. She buried her face into the pillows, not wanting to get up, but her stomach wouldn't let her sleep. With a defiant groan, she slipped the covers off her legs and placed her feet on the ground. She stood up and immediately felt dizzy, and tried to stable herself. As soon as she took a step forward, the dizziness returned, and she felt herself beginning to topple over. She closed her eyes, bracing for the impact she knew she wasn't strong enough to stop, when she felt cold hands catch her.

She opened her eyes. "Doctor?"

"Hello," he smiled, stabilizing her upright. "What were you doing up?"

"Bathroom... stomach hurts..." she murmured before groaning and putting her hand over her mouth.

The Doctor hastily but gently helped her to the bathroom where she began vomiting atrociously. He sighed as he held her hair back. "I'm so sorry about all of this, Rose. I'll never forgive myself for allowing you to suffer as much as you have."

She wiped her mouth and rinsed her hands and face in the sink before replying. "It wasn't your fault in any way at all, so don't beat yourself up about it." She broke into a cough, not helping her statement in any way. Guilt gnawed at the Doctor's stomach as he helped her back to bed.

"Think a bath will do you some good?" Without waiting for an answer he ran water in the tub and returned to Rose's side.

Rose's body trembled at the thought of getting out of the water when she was done, but the soothing inviting warmth thought of the water won out. She nodded her thanks as he helped her back to the bathroom, before shutting the door to respect her privacy.

"You sure you'll be alright?"

"I'm sure. This'll for sure make me feel better once I'm done."

* * *

Rose sank into the warm water, immediately ridding of almost all of her chill. She sighed at the comfort it brought, and rested her head on the back of the tub.

30 minutes passed before Rose realized she had dozed off. The sound of knocking on the door woke her.

"Rose, you alive in there?" The Doctor said it jokingly, but his stomach still clenched with worry that something quite possibly could have happened.

"I'm fine, just dozed a bit. I'll be out in a mo."

Rose stared defiantly at the towel on the rack, dreading the freezing air that would hit her when she got out of the water. She had a fresh set of clothes - a tank top and shorts - waiting for her on the counter.

She stood up, a bit hazy, but managed to get out of the water and dressed without freezing to death. She opened the door, stabilizing herself on the frame, then saw that the Doctor was sitting on her bed waiting for her.

He stood up as soon as he saw the door open and walked over to carry her back to bed.

"Oi, I can walk you know?" she teased, but the Doctor knew that was just barely true. He settled her into bed, placing a towel under her soaked hair to keep it from dripping all over her and the bed.

Rose shivered and wrapped the blankets around herself until she was tucked in nice and warm.

_You look like a human burrito. _

"Shut up," she told the TARDIS.

"Huh?" the Doctor asked confused.

"Not you, her." she hit the wall.

The Doctor just laughed. "You hungry or anything?"

She shook her head, stomach hurting at just the thought of trying to get food down. Besides the stuff the Doctor had given to her yesterday via IV helped with hunger.

"Thirsty?" He asked hopefully, but didn't wait for an answer as he brought a glass of water, with a straw this time, up to her. "Drink, so I don't have to wire you up again." He joked.

Rose let out a slight laugh and obeyed, taking a couple sips of the water. She was surprised at how nice it felt going down, and she began taking huge gulps.

"Oi, take it easy there. It'll make you sick again if you go too fast."

She smiled and laid her head back down on the soft pillow, still freezing from the air hitting her wet body. She felt cold yet burning hot at the same time, like she had just hopped straight from the sun into a near-frozen lake.

She began sweating once more, her face flushed. The Doctor, feeling so sympathetic, sat in bed next to her, and brought her near to him. She rested her head in the crook of his arm, and he brought his hand around her forehead again.

It was still burning hot.

_Still 103. No better, but no worse._

The Doctor took his hand off Rose's head but she grabbed it and put it back there.

"Your hand's so cool, it feels so good." Her eyes were still closed, and she was still trembling, but the Doctor could see some relief. He kept one hand on her forehead while stroking her face and hair with the other one.

Feeling a bit cold himself, he decided to get under the covers, still in his T-shirt and shorts, and pressed his body close to Rose's, knowing he was helping warm her up yet cool her down.

"It'll be okay, Rose. The worst part is over. Your body should start slowly recovering now."

She didn't reply, and the Doctor could tell she was already fast asleep. He smiled, and kissed her forehead, glad she was comfortable at last.

Then he dozed off himself.


	4. Chapter 4: Allons-y!

**Chapter 4: Allons-y!**

Rose and the Doctor were still in bed when she woke. She felt much better than she had the previous days. Still not %100, but she was no longer trembling with chills, no longer sweating, and no longer felt like her stomach was about to burst into flames.

Her movement woke the Doctor as well, and he turned over in bed until he was face to face with her.

"Good morning, love. How d'ya feel?"

"Much better than I have in days."

The Doctor felt her head, and smiled. "Still warm, but no longer high." he ran his fingers through her hair. "I say you'll be up and just about back to your old self by morning."

She let out a sigh of relief. "It's about time, too! Being sick can be so boring sometimes!"

"Well, at least you had me to look after you, eh?" He wrapped her in a hug. "I'm so glad your feeling better. It was harder seeing you in so much pain than it was you being in the pain."

She chuckled. "Well I don't know about that. It was pretty hard, but hey. I had you to take care of me."

He stroked the side of her face with a bright grin on his face. His fantastic Rose was going to be ok.

"Hungry?" he asked, and got a vigorous nod in reply. He laughed and slowly got out of bed, stretching his back out before heading to the kitchen.

Rose stood up out of bed, relieved that she no longer felt dizzy and dazed doing so. She headed to her wardrobe and got out a fresh set of clothes, and quickly changed before heading to the kitchen. Something smelled good.

* * *

Rose was sitting at the table, practically drooling as the Doctor placed two warm pancakes on a plate in front of her. "Since when did you cook?" she joked.

"Since forever, I just hate it!" he laughed, and sat next to her with his own plate. Rose took a bite and couldn't hold in a burst of laughter.

"Banana! Why am I not surprised!"

"Bananas are fantastic, Rose. Don't you forget that." he mused with mock frustration.

"Can we go somewhere today? I know I'm not totally better, but I'm feeling up to a picnic on some exotic beach or something!"

The Doctor hesitated, but gave in to her beautiful smile. "I know just the place too." he winked. They finished breakfast, got dressed, then met up in the console room. "Your sure your up to this?" he had to be sure he wasn't pushing her.

The bright nature in her eyes didn't lie as she responded, "I'm more than up to this, idiot. Let's go!"

He smiled and fiddled with the buttons and levers on the TARDIS, then looked at his beautiful companion, before pulling a final lever.

"Allons-y!"

**A/N: So, that's it! Please please please give me your feedback, as this is pretty much my first Doctor Who fanfiction. Thanks for the support and follows!**


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